Saturday 18 December 2010

Resistance it seems, is futile

There’s nothing quite like Tom Waits to get you through the night and this night is no exception, although, it is an exceptional night; this particular night being the night that I lose my virginity. No; not that one. Sad to say that was a long time ago; or was it?  I know I was there and I could give you the date, but it seems unreal and so unimportant now, though at the time it seemed to matter. I suppose with the impending loss of my present virginity, it also seems to matter but this time it matters because I don’t want to lose it, not because I do! So, on the basis of this needing to be brief and snappy, (I’ve been reliably informed that this is essential) here it is; I’m losing it as you read this;  here it is; the final consummation of a much resisted imposition of technological passion to which I have finally succumbed; I have had my first blog.

Hmm; all seems a bit of a non event really. Still the more I do it I’m sure the better I’ll get and hopefully, the more I’ll enjoy it. Having begun, I intend to be prolific but not protracted; succinct but not shallow and wide-ranging without waffling! (Well; I can try)

As the delightfully dulcet tones of Roy Ebden used to utter at the end of his radio show: “If you have been; thanks for listening”

p.s the face in the wall is in a street in Paris; city I love most in all the world!

pps. Being the first time it's a bit basic I know but watch this space.